Quotes About Discomfort

Such are some of the non-praiseworthy incentives of those who would fertilize the future. And they are all pressures of one kind or another. These pressures build up in people throughout their lifetimes and cry to be released, just as our bowels cry to be released to avoid the discomfort of a fecal build-up. And who, if they could help it, wants the discomfort of a fecal build-up? So we make bowel movements to relieve this pressure.

College is supposed to be an uncomfortable experience.

That food was so bad I can't wait for it to become a turd and leave me.

The test of an adventure is that when you're in the middle of it, you say to yourself, 'Oh, now I've got myself into an awful mess; I wish I were sitting quietly at home.' And the sign that something's wrong with you is when you sit quietly at home wishing you were out having lots of adventure.

The test of an adventure is that when you're in the middle of it, you say to yourself "Oh now I've got myself into an awful mess; I wish I were sitting quietly at home. And the sign that something's wrong with you is when you sit quietly at home wishing you were out having lots of adventure.

Being uncomfortable is good, beta. It's in discomfort that growth happens.

Bhima had never known that hate could have such a jagged edge. That it could feel so uncomfortable, a constant, pressing thing, like a pebble in a shoe or a piece of clothing two sizes too small. Nor had she known of hate's reductive power - how it took every ancient insult, every old betrayal and burning spot. How it soured everything, as if it were a lime squeezed over the whole world.

An adventure is never an adventure when it happens. An adventure is simply physical and emotional discomfort recollected in tranquility.

Adventures are stories of discomfort told in comfort.

And how does my leg feel after all that so-called treatment? Worse, of course.

Would I be more comfortable in a business meeting wearing my pajamas? No! It would feel, honestly, very weird. I would think, Where's my IV? When do I take my next meds?

Three days in a city now and I'm quite flipped. There's too much noise. I just can't do with it.

I hate mouth noises of all kinds - chewing, swallowing, gum smacking, heavy breathing.

Every time I do a project, it always comes with a level of discomfort and not knowing how to do it.

Also, and most disconcertingly, why did the recollection of the young courier kneeling before her—the brief pressure of his hand upon her bare instep as he had helped guide it inside the slipper, the golden brown of his gaze that had lingered one moment too long on her lips, the soft burr of his accent (like her, he had come from a distant land as a child)—why did it make her feel so profoundly unsettled?

She believed that people revealed themselves most when they were vaguely anxious, and few things brought out nonspecific anxieties like being in the presence of a person who never speaks.

Vomiting in null gravity wouldn't be fun.

There are three intolerable things in life - cold coffee, lukewarm champagne, and overexcited women...

Pray don't talk to me about the weather, Mr. Worthing. Whenever people talk to me about the weather, I always feel quite certain that they mean something else. And that makes me quite nervous.

You ever get ill at ease? said Rawlins. About what? I dont know. About anything. Just ill at ease. Sometimes. If you're someplace you aint supposed to be I guess you'd be ill at ease. Should be anyways. Well suppose you were ill at ease and didnt know why. Would that mean that you might be someplace you wasnt supposed to be and didnt know it?

Well suppose you were ill at ease and didnt know why. Would that mean that you might be someplace you wasnt supposed to be and didnt know it? What the hell's wrong with you?

My balls crawl up my throat.

Do you like singing? Miriam asked her. If it is good, she said. Paul, of course, coloured. You mean if it is high-class and trained? he said. I think a voice needs training before the singing is anything, she said. You might as well insist on having people's voices trained before you allowed them to talk, he replied. Really, people sing for their own pleasure, as a rule. And it may be for other people's discomfort.

I pulled my hand away. It felt numb and oversized, a paw.